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ei ac< ordidg to Act of Congress, in tbe year 1*65, by SHELDON & CO.Ju^ke Clerks office of the District O A r ML tliellnit-d 



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Haby Bye, 

Here's a Fly; 
Let us watch him, you aud I. 

How he crawls 

Up the walls — 

Yet he never falls ! 
I believe, with those six legs 
You and I could walk on eggs! 

There he goes, 

On his toes, 






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II. 

Spots of red 

Dot his head ; 
Rainbows on his wings are spread ! 

That small speck 

Is his neck ; 

See him nod and beck ! 
1 can show you, if you choose. 
Where to look to find his shoes : 

Three small pairs 

Made of hairs — 

These he always wears. 







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III. ' 

9§lack and brown 

Is his gown ; 
He can wear it upside down ! 

It is laced 

Round bis waist; 

I admire his taste! 
Pretty as his clothes are made. 
He will spoil them, I'm afraid, 

If to-night 

He gets sight 

Of the candle-light! 



IV. 

Um the sun 

Webs are spun; 
What if he gets into one ? 

When it rains, 

He complains 

On the window-panes. 
Tongues to talk have you and 1 
God has given the little Fly 

No such things; 

So he sings 

With his buzzing wings. 



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Me can eat 



Bread and meat; 
See his mouth between his feet ! 

On his back 

Hangs a sack, 

Like a pedlar's pack. 
Does the Baby understand ? 
Then the Fly shall kiss her hand ! 

Put a crumb 

On her thumb : 

Maybe he will come ! 



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VI. 

3$ound and round, 

On the ground, 
On the ceiling, he is found. 

Catch him ? No : 

Let him go : 

Never hurt him so. 
Now you see his wings of silk 
Drabbled in the Baby's milk ! 

Fie, oil fie ! 

Foolish Fly! 

How will he 2;et dry ? 



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2&11 wet flies 

Twist their thighs : 
So they wipe their heads and eyes. 

Cats, you know, 

Wash just so ; 

Then their whiskers grow! 
Flies have hair too short to comb- 

Bareheads, always out from home! 
But the Gnat 
Wears a hat : 
Do vou laugh at that? 



VIII. 

^o lies can see 

More than we — 
So how bright their eyes must be ! 

Little Fly 

Mind your eye — 

Spiders are near by ! 
And a secret let me tell: 
Spiders will not treat you well ! 

So 1 say 

Heed your way! 

Little Fly, good-day ! 



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